The streets of Higashi are constantly flowing, and the crowds are like huge waves, blocking the spacious streets.

A carriage was parked quietly on the side of the street because it was impassable, and in the carriage, Fu Yunshen was engrossed in looking at the book in his hand.

Yan Feng, who went to explore the way, walked through the crowd with difficulty, came back with an oiled paper bag in his hand, and presented it to Fu Yunshen as if offering a treasure: "Second master, why are there so many people in your Dao?" It turned out to be a teahouse doing something tasting, distributing free pastries, you can try it! ”

Fu Yunshen was not interested in pastries, but at a glance he saw three big characters written on the wrapping paper: Qi Wuju, and a cartoon image of a mermaid was drawn on the back.

Looking at this painting, Fu Yunshen somehow remembered Zhou Jingrong and was slightly stunned.

Yan Feng didn't pay attention to the change in Fu Yunshen's expression, and sighed to himself: "This teahouse not only distributes pastries, but also listens to books for free with this painted paper." Master, how much silver do you say this teahouse has to give away, but it's really rich! ”

Fu Yunshen shook his head: "The way of business is not profitable. As long as you enter the teahouse, you will always spend money on tea and snacks. This boss can come up with this way to attract customers, but it is also clever. ”

Yan Feng showed an expression of sudden realization.

Fu Yunshen said again: "Since this road is not passable, let's go another way." ”

As soon as Yan Feng answered, "Okay", he heard someone outside the car asking: "Is it Congjia?" ”

Fu Yunshen lifted the curtain of the car, and saw that the person who came was his classmate and friend Zhao Qinlian, so he bowed his hand: "Brother Duanfang." ”

Zhao Qinlian didn't see it, got into the carriage and asked in a familiar tone, "Where are you going?" ”

Fu Yunshen replied lightly: "Jixian Pavilion." ”

Jixian Hall is a study room, where literati and ink writers often gather.

Zhao Qinlian shook the fan in his hand and proposed, "Don't go to Jixian Pavilion today, I'll take you to another good place." ”

Fu Yunshen asked, "Where?" ”

Zhao Qinlian approached Fu Yunshen and asked rhetorically: "Recently, a new teahouse has opened in the city, called Qi Wuju, have you ever heard of it?" ”

Fu Yunshen nodded: "I've heard a little, I don't know what's different here?" ”

Zhao Qinlian put away the fan and smiled mysteriously: "The storyteller there doesn't talk about books, he talks about painting!" ”

Draw? Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows, and then glanced at the cartoon mermaid on the pastry packaging that was forced into his hand by Yan Feng, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Okay, then let's go and take a look." ”

Qi Wuju's tasting activity received good results, and when Fu Yunshen and others arrived, the first floor was already full of people on the inside and outside of the three floors.

The storyteller is talking about impassionedness: "There are not a few greedy people in the world, and where there is desire, there must be greed." Because of the absurd legend that 'eating its flesh can live forever', the mermaid tribe was wantonly captured and slaughtered by greedy people. The mermaid tribe fell apart and wandered in all directions, either hiding in the deep sea or being captured and sold. The difficulty of the merman can be said to be innocent and guilty. The third princess escaped this catastrophe with the help of Heavenly Master Zhuohua, but had to be separated from her clansmen. Since then, the two have embarked on the road of slaying demons and eliminating demons, saving their clansmen, and upholding justice......"

There are several paintings hanging on the high platform, which is the scene of the battle between the mermaids and the invaders.

One of them is Lu Zhuohua pulling the third princess to avoid pursuit, the princess looked back at her hometown, the vast sea, and tears fell in her eyes like sea water, which was extremely poignant and touching.

Fu Yunshen's heart trembled slightly, as if through that picture, he could see the intentions of the painter.

"A few guest officers, please upstairs!"

The shopkeeper greeted him warmly, leading Fu Yunshen and Zhao Qinlian to the private room on the second floor, and Fu Yunshen looked around as he walked.

The first floor is the hall, and the seats are full, and there are many people who do not have seats and simply stand and listen to books.

The storyteller's round platform is equipped with cylinders facing all directions, presumably so that the sound can be heard farther and clearer.

There is also a waiter holding a tray through the crowd, and the plate is placed with melon and fruit pastries, which guests can take at any time. On the second floor, there are private rooms, each with a waiter outside for the service.

Such a variety of arrangements can be described as meticulous and thoughtful to the extreme.

While appreciating Fu Yunshen, deep doubts surged in his heart: This is really Zhou Jingrong's teahouse, she has such exquisite thoughts, could it be that he mislooked at her before?

In the account room on the third floor, Zhou Yongzheng said to Zhou Jingrong with joy on his face: "Girl, your so-called method of experience is really wonderful to retreat into advance. ”

Zhou Jingrong is not optimistic about this: "This plan is not a long-term solution, and such a source of customers is also very mobile." ”

Zhou Yong admired Zhou Jingrong's sense of crisis, and asked cautiously: "Then what should I do next?" ”

Zhou Jingrong thought for a while and said, "Uncle Zhou, I bother you to gather everyone to think of a way together, work together, if anyone can come up with a good idea, there will be a silver reward at the end of the month." ”

Zhou Yong also felt that this method was very good, and said yes again and again.

The two were discussing, and Xiange came in and said, "Second grandma, the second master is outside, let the slave and maid pass a message to you, if you are done, you can go back to the house with him." ”

Zhou Jingrong was very surprised when she heard that Fu Yunshen was coming, and left after a few words of explanation with Zhou Yong.

Zhou Jingrong walked into the carriage, looked at Fu Yunshen and asked suspiciously, "Why are you here, you have something to look for me?" ”

Fu Yun leaned on the cushion, flipped through the book in his hand, didn't look at her, and replied nonchalantly: "Passing by." ”

Pass by? Zhou Jingrong didn't know how to respond. Qi Wuju is so remote that he doesn't even want to fly over, where can he go to pass here?

However, if the free carriage is not sitting, Zhou Jingrong will not be too lazy to delve into it.